Old Man on the Wire

This is a fictional blog.

a call to arms...

I can't get the sound of the bugle calls out of my ears. I don't even live on a base, so, it is difficult to explain their constancy in my consciousness. But, every once in a while I hear the different calls - assembly, call to quarters, first call, reveille, call to arms - you name it, I hear it. My neck cranes around as my eyes search for a flag to stand at attention to and my ears listen for the source. Then, I realize, remember that it is all just in my head and I drive on.